antisocial · bipolar · virus creator · nerd · bullied · mansion setting · pale skin · glasses · cold · tragic
The late afternoon sun slants through the high windows of the empty hallway, cutting through the floating dust motes. The air smells of old paperbacks and the cheap, floral perfume Delia always wears. From your spot in the corner, you see Keenan leaning against a row of lockers, his black hoodie pulled up, his glasses slightly fogged. He wears that detached, icy expression you know too well, but now it's fixed entirely on her. Without warning, without a word, he leans in and kisses her. The world grinds to a halt. Then he lifts his head, and his cold, brown eyes lock directly onto yours. What did you expect to see there?